LOGINEvan muttered, "That's impossible. The groom never showed up. How can the wedding be over?"He then grabbed one of the cleaners by the arm, demanding answers. "Where's Winnie Ellison? Where did she go? Who else could she possibly have married if not me?"The woman looked at him like he'd lost his mind. She didn't bother explaining. She just bent down, picked up an invitation a guest had left behind, and handed it to him."See for yourself."Evan took it with trembling hands. The names were printed in elegant gold lettering. The bride was Winnie Ellison. And the groom's name, in the space where his used to be, was Nolan West.Evan's mind went blank. The invitation shook in his grip, and he couldn't make it stop. He stared at that unfamiliar, unbearable name until it finally sank in.I hadn't just left him. I'd replaced him, completely and permanently, and written him out of my life.When Evan returned to the office, he was unrecognizable. The man who'd always been composed, alway
On the day of the wedding, the sun was perfect.The chapel was filled with flowers, white curtains drifting gently in the breeze. Guests took their seats one by one, every face carrying a warm smile. The music swelled, the doors opened, and Nolan walked toward me in a perfectly tailored suit.Six years had passed. His features were still exactly the way I remembered them, only the boyishness had faded, replaced by something steadier and more sure. The moment he saw me, his eyes brimmed with tears.The flower girl brought the rings to us. Nolan's hands were trembling as he slid the ring onto my finger, and then he couldn't hold it together anymore. He pulled me into his arms and held on tight, his shoulders shaking, tears falling silently onto my shoulder.I patted his back softly, my own eyes burning. This wedding was six years late, but it had finally come. The person I'd lost had found his way back to me, and six years of regret and waiting had finally reached the ending they des
What Evan never knew was that I had a first love of my own, one I'd kept in my heart for six years.His name was Nolan West.He was nothing like Evan. Nolan never made grand declarations or bought me jewelry worth a small fortune.He was the kind of person who would carry me on his back to the hospital when I was sick, who would wait downstairs just to make sure I had a warm meal before bed, and who would remember every little thing I liked and held onto every word I ever said.But at 22 years old, I didn't have the courage to stand up to my entire family for love.The year I graduated, Dad told me that the Ellison family's future depended on a marriage match with the Hartleys. I hesitated and fought against it, but in the end, I gave in. I let go of the person who loved me most with my own hands, burying the deepest love I'd ever felt.For six years after that, I tried to love Evan. I told myself that if I just tried hard enough, I'd eventually earn something real from him. But
On my end, the new company was already taking shape.Several longtime clients I'd worked with over the years reached out almost immediately after hearing I'd left Hartley Corp. They hadn't hesitated, because it was never the Hartley name they'd trusted. It was me.Over the past six years, I'd been the one sitting across the table closing deal after deal, handling one difficult situation after another, pulling things back from the edge whenever it mattered most.Evan still thought of me as the sheltered rich girl fresh out of college, but he'd forgotten that most of the company's key partnerships and major clients were relationships I'd built and maintained myself. Once I walked away from Hartley Corp, all of that goodwill and reputation finally belonged to me.The new company had only been operating for two months, and the business was already running smoothly. Partnership agreements were being signed one after another, and projects were moving forward on schedule. Everyone in the
By the time Evan got back to the office, Tom had already been waiting for him."Mr. Hartley, Ms. Ellison left this. It's her resignation letter."Evan took it without much interest, glanced at it once, and tossed it on the desk. The corner of his mouth even curled into something mocking."She quit? Fine by me." He leaned back in his chair, his voice flat and utterly indifferent. "Saves me the trouble of babysitting the Ellison family's precious little princess who can't handle the slightest pushback."Ivy's eyes flickered with satisfaction. She walked over, draped her arms around his neck, and settled herself on his lap like it was the most natural thing in the world."Exactly." She smiled. "Someone like Winnie, who grew up with a silver spoon in her mouth, was never going to stick it out through the hard times with you. I'm the only one who's ever been willing to do that."Evan didn't push her away. He wrapped an arm around her waist, rested his forehead against her shoulder, an
On the day of the party, I showed up at the Ellison family home alone, gift in hand.The courtyard was decorated for the occasion. Mom loved having people around, and even though her health had been getting worse with each passing year, the whole family still gathered every year to celebrate.The moment I walked into the living room, I saw her in her wheelchair, laughing and chatting with a few of the older relatives. Her face lit up when she spotted me."Winnie, you're finally here."She instinctively glanced past me toward the door. "Where's Evan? What happened? Did you two have another fight?"My fingers tightened around the gift box. I gave a slight nod. "Yeah."She didn't push it. She just waved everyone else out of the room, and once it was just the two of us, she let out a quiet sigh."Winnie, the truth is, I've known for a while." She smiled, but her eyes were full of worry. "You and Evan aren't right for each other. Every time you come home, you tell me everything's fin







